I had a happy childhood.
When I look back, I remember hearing my mom’s golden voice as she strummed her guitar. I remember setting up lemonade stands, bike riding in the alley, and making forts on bunkbeds. I remember climbing up on the roof of our house to watch the stars and spending summers with sand in between my toes.
I’m glad my parents…
- gave birth to me at home.
- breastfed me for the first year(s) of life.
- homeschooled me through 8th grade.
- chose not to own a television for most of my childhood.
- took me to the library once a week for as long as I can remember.
- nurtured my love of writing.
- drove me around to volunteer projects every summer of middle school.
- didn’t buy me everything I ever wanted.
- sent me to a private high school.
- allowed me to go to Bangladesh when I was 15.
- said NO when that one foreign exchange student asked me out at McDonalds.
- said YES when I announced I was dating a certain green-eyed soccer player with a charming smile.
- encouraged me to work part-time from an early age…and to go to college.
- are still married…41 years this June.
I wish my parents had…
- not spanked.
- kept the television off more in my teen years.
- talked about sex more openly and with less embarrassment.
- given me a pager or cell phone as early as technology would have allowed (and had one of their own to communicate with me).
- taken more photographs – of me, of my friends, of my favorite things.
- taken more photographs – of themselves.
I am so very grateful for my parents. So much of who I am today is because of their influence and their sacrifice.
Love you, Dad & Mom.
* I wonder what my kids will say about me. I hope that they will remember a happy childhood too.
What are you glad that your parents did? What do you wish that your parents did differently?